So how many of you out there have the exact same picture done on the exact same pony. Oh I know we live in different cities, even countries but I bet it looks like the same pony. Do you remember that day? I do. I was pretty sure my mother could never afford to buy the picture but I didn't care. I just wanted to sit on the pony. I wanted to feed it grass. I wanted to take him home to live in our backyard in the city. I remember my jacket was green.
I wanted the pony to be mine.